King of Classical Music

It happened that the black tube player on the stage ended his performance. In a warm and loud applause, Du Sheng quickly returned from the background. He gathered in Tan Zhenghui’s ear and whispered: “The second performance. He is a student of Professor Karl and he hopes to delay his performance sequence."

The thunderous applause almost covered Du Sheng’s voice. Tan old frowned and asked: “Want to postpone the order? Professor Carl did not say this when he recommended it, his student? Who is it?”

Du Sheng thought for a moment and said: "What seems to be called... Sheng Yanhui?"

The squatting side of it was stunned.

Tan Zhenghui also widened his eyes in a strange way, and subconsciously turned to look at one side of the embarrassment. The old man twisted his eyebrows and said after a long time: "It’s also Xiaoqi’s acquaintance, or do you want to see what happened?”

He naturally refused. He nodded, then stood up and bowed to the background. Tonight, I was wearing a light black suit. At this time, the spotlights in the concert hall were concentrated on the stage, and it was difficult for someone to find the shadow of the stage.

Walking towards the background, he twitched slightly, and somehow, there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Looking down and looking back, I saw that in the solemn atmosphere of the concert hall, everyone was concentrating on listening to the performance on the stage, and there was no trace of anomalies.

After laughing and licking a sentence in my heart, I turned my head and turned into the background.

Not long after he entered, he didn't know that a blond-eyed foreigner appeared in the direction of the door he had just seen. The man walked into the concert hall under the guidance of the ceremonial lady who led the way. After a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and quickly turned and reached for the place behind the gate.

But for a moment, a man who looked unhappy was pulled into the concert hall by him.

Miss etiquette nodded with a smile, then turned and left. Daniel sneaked in and whispered: "Hey, isn't it late? We all set off an hour earlier. Who knows that the road in China will be so blocked. Hey, there are so many Chinese people!"

The rumor is that he no longer cares about Daniel. He looked up and looked around. There are not many people in the concert hall. Counting the courtesy ladies who are standing on the stage and standing politely and smiling, they add up to dozens.

He soon found out that there was no object in the audience that he was looking for. He frowned and asked in a whisper: "He? Is it already going to his solo?"

"He? You asked... huh?" Daniel looked at the performance in his hand and said: "Now is the third soloist of the performer, oh... there should be two more people, He was the fifth performer." After a pause, Daniel smiled and took a sip of his teeth: "We didn't have much late, oh."

The walls of the concert hall are all white marble reliefs, and all kinds of exquisite carvings engrave some of the most outstanding works in art history. The wall pillars are wrapped in a red-rimmed red wallpaper, which looks great on the touch, and the light golden vine stripes outline a classic aesthetic.

Those who come to this more formal concert will be dressed in formal costumes. Even Daniel, who has always been a big character, wore a small white suit, and naturally he inevitably wore a dark black suit.

This is an extremely low-key dress, only a silver needle on the chest to mark a character, symbolizing a certain high-definition logo. Listening to Daniel's words, he couldn't help but raise his right hand to look at the wrist watch, a blue sapphire cufflinks shining under the light.

“How long is it not late?” he asked quietly.

Daniel took it for granted: "Also...three songs?" Daniel’s voice just fell, and his eyes suddenly came into contact with him. He slammed his body and shuddered, and quickly raised his hands to surrender: I was wrong, I was wrong, Auston, I don't dare to grind again! Walk around, we hurry to sit up in this position and walk away!"

Said, Daniel rushed to the empty two seats, and did not dare to look back.

At this point, the audience of the audience was applauding for the trumpet playing. Occasionally one or two of them found the image of Daniel were surprised to say no words, have not waited for them to return to God, when they saw a slow step When I came to the man who came here, I was so shocked that I couldn’t close my mouth!

Late, actually...

Hey? !

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At this moment, I just didn't know when I got to the backstage. There was some little confusion in the frontcourt.

Everyone who is about to perform will go to the background to prepare his own instrument and do some small "warm-up". There will not be many people, so he will find Sheng Yanhui who is standing in the corner and is debugging the bowstring.

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This is very skillful and polite, so people can't make mistakes. However, his voice just fell, Sheng Yanhui was looking up and staring at him for a long time, looking straight at the face can not hold the expression on his face, suddenly opened: "Unfortunately, I came to you specifically. ”

"..."

bad boy! Definitely a bear child!

Looking at Sheng Yanhui's face at the moment, "Hey, looking for you" expression, somehow I thought of this term.

Although I felt extremely helpless in my heart, I still smiled and asked: "Look for me?"

Sheng Yanhui nodded: "I am here to find you, I want to play with you again and again! The last game...not counting, this time, I hope that you can come up with all the strengths. And the test, you can rest assured, under the guidance of Mr. Carl, I have made a lot of progress, definitely not the former me."

After this passage, the smile on my face gradually subsided.

The young man’s face showed a dignified look on his face. He carefully looked at this bearish child who had been stubborn for a long time. He suddenly bent down and solemnly said: “Sorry, for some reason... I really can’t Going to Munich, the last time was my fault, please forgive me."

Sheng Yanhui went straight back and stepped back. His face was red and white. After a long while, he stammered and said, "You...you don't have to. I listened to the teacher and accidentally mentioned it. I knew that time." I have deliberately let me. Everyone has their own difficulties, I know, but actually... Hey, after listening to the teacher’s words, I feel a little lucky."

Raised in amazement, the light-colored scorpion flashed a trace of sorrow.

"If it's not that you deliberately lost, then I...may not be able to go to Munich in this life. I am really young, and I lose a chance. I don't know when the next opportunity is. I am very lucky, but I am I feel that I won't win. So today I specifically want to delay the sequence of performances and perform in front of you, so that all the audience present can give us a judge!"

At the end of the day, Sheng Yanhui has become more and more emboldened and does not seem to shrink.

But he was completely stunned, and some looked at him incredulously. For a long time, he asked: "You... sure?"

The small concerts are all famous people in the world. Their ears are impossible to make mistakes. Therefore, in such concerts, the organizers will deliberately separate the performances of the same instruments, so as to avoid contrast.

Sheng Yanhui solemnly nodded: "I know that this is a little threatening to you, but hey, I am going to Munich with my teacher soon. I hope... I can play a game with you! This is really a risk, if you I really don't want to, I can play now, no longer mention the game with you."

Sheng Yanhui said that Zhuang is serious and he understands what he means.

Once the loser is in the world, it is hard to be better than another person. Unless the level is really much higher than it is, if someone is going to mention the two years later, some people will remember this concert. "Oh, oh, he played a lot worse than a certain one."

Therefore, Sheng Yanhui also said that even if he refused his invitation to the game, he would never complain.

Looking at the other person's serious and dignified look, for a long time, he slowly raised his lips and revealed a smile: "I promise you."

Sheng Yanhui suddenly stunned: "Really?" After thinking about it, he quickly said: "This is in front of many important people. Are you sure that you really promised to compare with me? Once you lose, you... ”

"Are you sure I will lose?" 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 , , , 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 戚暮 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊 俊It is my fault to keep you always worried. If you don't have this time, I think you will not forget this knot even if you are in Munich, so this time probably Professor Karl suggested that you do this?"

Sheng Yanhui stunned: "How do you know..."

Hearing his own guess, the smile on his face was a bit more sighing. He sighed: "No matter what the result of this time, Sheng Yanhui, I hope that you can come out early. Real music is not necessarily a fight. You are very good, and the future you have should not be bound by this little thing."

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and smiled and bent his voice: "In short, I am very happy to have a chance to compete with you officially. Let me know again."

"Hello, Sheng Yanhui, I am your opponent tonight - hehe."

Under the dim light and warm lighting of the background, the handsome and handsome face of the young man is a dazzling smile. His nephew smiles and bends, and the curvature of the lips is so good that people can't move their eyes.

Sheng Yanhui has been learning Qin for more than 20 years. For the first time, he felt that his hand did not listen to his own control. After a long time, he raised his hand and held his hand. Until he left the backstage with the piano and stood on the stage to prepare for the performance, Sheng Yanhui suddenly turned back and subconsciously turned to look in the direction of the backstage.

As if inspired, Sheng Yanhui took a deep breath and slowly spit out.

Then, it was a gentle, spring-like music that slowly flowed out, and filled the quiet atmosphere of an idyllic country in a small concert hall. This Beethoven's "Spring Sonata" seems to be a gentle spring breeze, slowly blowing away the autumn cold, blowing into the hearts of everyone present.

Even Daniel couldn't help but smile and nod. When the whole song ended, he put it in his ear, whispered: "Huaxia is really a talented person, hey, this grand will... **** what is this name, his "Spring" is a good one. Hey, where are you looking?"

Daniel looked at his gaze, but he could only see a shadow of Sheng Yanhui in the background, and he did not know what happened. Daniel touched his head and frowned: "What's wrong, hey, how are you..."

"He blushed."

Daniel glanced: "Blushed? Who?"

The narrow and long-ranging Feng Qi was slightly picked up, and his voice was faintly opened: "Sheng Yanhui."

Daniel is really a second monk who can't figure it out. He doesn't understand why he is so concerned about this young man, and he naturally doesn't know. Just in front of Sheng Yanhui's entry into the background, he looks at the back of the curtain behind the background. The youth, surprised to grow up the blind.

Before Sheng Yanhui was on the stage, he was talking to...

Then what is his blush?

After living for thirty years, I felt what it was called for the first time. But did not give him a chance to rethink, a figure holding the violin out of the background made him stunned and stunned, and some things in his mind slowly thought about it.

Daniel exclaimed: "How could it be?! This is the end of a violin, another one?!"